I always feel bad whenever one of my therapists or someone asks me "So what's new?" or "How was your weekend? Do anything exciting?" or something like that and I say I didn't do anything. But some people don't understand it's hard to get around a lot when you're in a wheelchair, have NEVER, EVER driven
(and I'm 59) and don't have many friends (and those I do have; I hardly ever see.
the Clampetts are in a fancy Beverly Hills jewelry store.
Granny: "How much fer one o' them red diamonds?"
clerk: "Madam, those are rubies."
Granny: "OK ask her kin we buy one offa her."
clerk: " The ruby I am talking about is not a lady."
Granny: "Lissen, how she got them diamonds is her business. I'm just sayin' ask her kin we buy one from her."